Blue,

a hue that dances in the realm of dreams,

A whisper of inspiration and a spark of creativity,

Not solely for the tender souls of the newborn,

But a gentle embrace for the hearts of the grown.

Azures hues abound,

It reigns over the heavens we aspire to touch,

It appears to ignite the spirit,

And above all,

Embodies tranquility.

In the rivers we wander,

Blue resides,

And in the dreams we dare to weave,

Though it utters not a single sound,

It’s essence whispers tales profound.

Let not the azure shroud be lost,

For it cloaks the world we call our own.